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We’re chattin’, and I’m vibin’—she’s got stories, man! Once shagged a bloke who swore he saw Hendrix levitate. I’m laughin’, “Yeah, baby, far out!” But then—bam!—some plod rolls up, all “Move along, you slag!” Made me mad, ya know? Ruby’s just tryin’ to eat, and this wanker’s harshin’ the buzz. “Hope is a mistake!” I yell, quotin’ Cuarón’s flick—felt like the world’s endin’ right there.

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Publier’s heart beats on Rue de l’Espoir. That street’s lined with crumbling cafés and art that whispers secrets. I often wander down to Place des Rêves – yup, dreams, like "Requiem for a Dream," baby – where everyone’s chasing lost illusions. There’s a mural there, bold and messy, that sometimes makes me think, “I'm the queen of pain and beauty,” you know?

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